On the way home from Pizza Hut, Zhang Yiqing fully utilized the lively talent of a post-90s girl. She took the Apple 5, which had extremely powerful camera function, and posted on Weibo from time to time. Various strange shapes and body language fully demonstrated the vitality of youth. From time to time, she would show off her flaunt in front of Zhang Shidong's eyes.

Many stores and shops outside the community ensured the hustle and bustle of the neighborhood. When Zhang Shidong habitually saw an ice cream seller, he bought one for his sister Zhang Yiqing. After Zhang Yiqing took it, the two looked at each other and were stunned for a few seconds, saying nothing. Zhang Yiqing stopped fiddling with her phone and ate the ice cream silently.

Time seems to be turning back at this moment, and the brothers and sisters are getting smaller, and the surrounding scenery is no longer so prosperous. On the street, when you go to pick up your elementary school sister, you will always save one yuan from your pocket money and buy a freshly pressed egg roll ice cream with a creamy aroma for your sister. Every day, the brother will wipe the cream from the corner of her mouth before entering the house, otherwise, her mother will scold her.

The sound of the car flute awakened the brothers and sisters who were intoxicated in their memory. Zhang Yiqing habitually raised her face. Zhang Shidong used his hands to wipe the cream from the corner of her mouth with his hands. The misunderstandings that arose six years ago because he didn't understand and the unfamiliarity that had been away from for six years all disappeared at this moment. The brother is still the role that supports the sky in his sister's heart; the sister is still the treasure that the brother holds in his hand to care for.

Zhang Jun poked his head out of a police off-road vehicle. Before the car stopped, he had not yet opened the door. The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the rear door where Zhang Jun was riding, and put his hand on the roof of the inside of the off-road vehicle.

"Why are you two here?"

Zhang Shidong looked at the driver standing aside with a respectful and humble look, and smiled and said, "Dad, congratulations."

Zhang Jun smiled awkwardly, "Boy, ghost spirit. Xiao Su, come up and recognize the door."

The driver was very young, and he was obviously just starting to work, and he was about the same age as Zhang Shidong.

Sure enough, Zhang Jun introduced to the three parties: "Xiao Su, Su Fang, Xiao Qing, you want to call Brother Su. This is my son, Zhang Shidong, daughter, Zhang Yiqing."

Driver Su Fang: "Brother Dong, Xiaoqing, hello." His words were intimate and people were trembling. Zhang Jun only said that he asked Zhang Yiqing to call him Brother Su, which proved that Zhang Shidong was older than him: "Hello, I am Director Zhang's driver. This is my phone number. If you need to call me."

"Director Zhang? Dad..." Zhang Yiqing was stunned. When Zhang Shidong shook with Su Fang, he said: "The provincial department is going to do business quickly. Li Jianguo took it so quickly?"

"Dad, then you..." Zhang Yiqing is not a philandering girl, but she was happy with her father's turn to get promoted.

Zhang Jun smiled, and Su Fang stood up at the right time to explain: "Director Zhang is currently taking over the work that Li Jianguo once in charge."

Director Zhang signaled everyone to go upstairs, and said as he walked: "I didn't expect that he was so trapped so deeply. It would be fine if he was a protective umbrella. Millions of unknown property were found in the family, and his son actually forced a minor girl to have sex at home. When the provincial department came to his house, he happened to meet him. The house purchased in the name of his wife and children, five sets of Pingjiang and two sets of Lin's houses, which were outrageous and outrageous! Xiaodong, it is rare that Lin Hall is in a good mood today, and his work has come to an end for the time being to accept the banquet. I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha after the wine you got back yesterday."

After entering the house, Zhang Shidong threw a cigarette he had taken back from the drawer and said, "Dad, you've learned bad things."

Six words made Zhang Jun blush. His son saw through his thoughts. He felt extremely proud in his heart. Seeing that, he saw how wise my decision was. My son really grew up, and he could see the worldly ways clearly. Can cigarettes and alcohol be touched by ordinary people? In the past, I have been standing still and I just don’t have a backstage? Now the win-win and support shown by Lin Hall is undoubtedly an opportunity, and it also allows the heads and minds of the municipal bureau and branch bureau to see that I have a backstage.

Su Fang pretended to be down on his slippers without hearing, while Zhang Yiqing pretended to be very serious and held Zhang Jun's hand: "My dad, you have not disappointed the party's expectations. You are a good comrade. You must continue to work hard in the future."

Zhang Jun knocked on his daughter's head and changed the topic: "Stupid girl, your father's joke is also on. Did your mother go to the hospital? I just received a notice of a major car accident on the expressway."

Zhang Yiqing nodded, and Zhang Jun handed the cigarette and wine to Su Fang: "Then you are at home, Xiaodong, these two days..."

Zhang Shidong waved his hand: "You are busy, I'm not a child. My mother has left money for me, and I still have some money in my hands. After a few days, the city has changed a lot."

Zhang Jun nodded: "Well, have a more fun, drive your mother's treasure, it's always easier to have a car. I'll handle it here and take you to see the maple leaves when I'm free."

Zhang Yiqing had a bitter face: "Dad, you have to hurry up, I'm going to start school soon."

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This night was a huge turning point in Zhang Jun's life. He was appreciated by Lin Ziqiang and recognized by his superiors. Especially the deputy mayor who accompanied him that night had a drink with him. This was the case in the officialdom, and he would not say anything explicitly. A look, gesture and seemingly unrelated words all have a different meaning. The deputy director of the central branch bureau is in charge of public security and the criminal police team. It can be said that power ranks third in the branch bureau. It is natural that there is no problem with qualifications. How many people are waiting to curry favor with Lin Ziqiang. His tips made Zhang Jun's stagnant road to the officialdom have turned a new chapter and rejuvenated his vitality.

As usual, Zhang Yiqing used a computer to watch Korean dramas and play with her mobile phone. However, before entering the house, she ran to the kitchen for the first time to wash a plate of fruits and handed them to Zhang Shidong who was sitting upright watching the news broadcast.

As for Zhang Shidong, after asking his sister about Kong Mei working overtime, he felt at ease. A young man with a strong learning ability in youth defended the political figure day and night, and his sensitivity to politics was completely beyond ordinary people. Although Zhang Jun had some doubts, he still never associated his promotion with his son's return.

In the early morning, Zhang Shidong got up as usual to "activity", bought breakfast, and after washing, he left home and walked slowly towards the central hospital. According to Zhang Yiqing's words, there were so many wounded people in such a big traffic accident, my mother said that she would not come back for a day or two. She had been used to it since she was a child, and her father was busy with her mother.

It is better to have a car to carry on transportation than to make a bus. As soon as I walked to the entrance of the central hospital, where cars always came and went to the extremely busy, I saw a reporter carrying a camera and holding a microphone trot into the outpatient building.

When Zhang Shidong walked to the floor where the orthopedics were located, he saw several television, radio, newspapers and media piled up at the elevator door, rushing towards orthopedic experts who had just walked out of the treatment area. The first thing he thought was that was Kong Mei, the chief physician of orthopedics, began to exercise the power of reporters in a lingering manner.

"Doctor Kong, can you talk about Liu Haibin?"

"Director Kong, is it you who insisted on conservatively treating Liu Haibin's leg fracture after the car accident?"

Kong Mei frowned, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, and she stopped: "Now all the injured in the car accident are actively treating them. The specific information will be announced collectively to the outside world, and it is not convenient to accept an interview now."

She wanted to leave, but the reporters would not let her go. From the initial question that was not sharp to the sharp question with insider information, Kong Mei only walked more than a dozen steps forward.

"Doctor Kong, has Liu Haibin been pushed into the operating room now? Is it life-threatening? I heard that the best solution for steel pipes to endanger bones when they were sent last night is to amputate the limbs. A doctor is already preparing to perform surgery and you stopped him?"

"Doctor Kong, Liu Haibin is now in critical condition. Can you talk about what caused it? Is it the consequence of not performing timely surgery and amputation?"

"Director Kong, is it because of your willful actions that the current situation is caused? Can you inform Liu Haibin of the specific situation?"

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The words are becoming more and more sharp. Although there is a need to report major traffic accidents, the topical relationship between doctors and patients is undoubtedly a more news-worthy report. People who generally have two sides in the profession of doctors want to see all doctors be restricted and sanctioned, and talk about abuse. When they are really sick, they want to want all doctors to be good people, and they want to kneel down when they see doctors.

News is undoubtedly the driving force of the former. With such a subject and medical conflicts among doctors within the hospital, the reporters went crazy and wanted to expose shocking news immediately.

There is no doubt that being able to understand the patient's condition so carefully in such a state of tension is absolutely impossible to be leaked by the patient's family. There are dozens of minor and serious wounded people in a car, and the family members may not see the patient until now, so how can they talk about the specific situation of the patient? From the reporter's question, Zhang Shidong smelled the smell of struggle, and someone wanted to use a possible accident to slander his mother.

"Sorry, the doctor needs to perform surgery on the patient now, please don't disturb me."

Zhang Shidong squeezed into the crowd directly, stretched out an area with his arms to allow his mother and several assistants behind her to pass quickly.

The reporters claimed to be the first person to get a crowded hole in the crack, but at this moment they were firmly blocked behind. When they felt they could move, Kong Mei and others had already entered the surgical area.

"Xiaodong, why are you here?" Kong Mei's eyes were deep and her face was full of fatigue.

"Mom, which grandson is framed by you." Everyone saw through it and didn't say it out loud. Zhang Shidong had no concerns in this regard and spoke straight to the point.

Kong Mei waved her hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to perform surgery on the patient. Zhao Ya, this is my son, you... well... Xiaodong, are you here to find me?"

Zhang Shidong: "I'll take the car keys and let's see how you are?"

Kong Mei: "Xiao Zhao, take him to my office later, and the car keys are in my bag." After that, without waiting for Zhang Shidong to speak, he hurriedly took the people away. The girl she called Zhao Ya was a girl full of youthful vitality. At this time, her face was full of sorrow and could not stop the youthful atmosphere emitted by her whole person.

"Hello, I am a new intern at the Medical University this year that Teacher Kong brought this year. Now there are reporters outside. Only hospital leaders and surgeons can use the special elevator. Otherwise, we can wait and go out if there are fewer people outside." Zhao Ya is very familiar: "Hey, I have been to Teacher Kong's house several times. I am also a friend of Xiaoqing, and I have never heard them talk about you..."

"Doctor Zhao, can I ask what's going on?" Zhang Shidong was not in the mood to admire a question from a beautiful woman who took off her glasses, took off her coat and put on her clothes and put on her clothes. She was interrupted by the questioning of a beautiful woman who had to turn back on her.

Soon, Zhang Shidong learned from Zhao Ya, who was a little gossiping about what happened last night. He tilted his head and expanded his nostrils irregularly. The golden needle appeared in his hand, quietly put it on his abdomen. Once the anger filled his brain, he immediately suppressed it with the golden needle.

"Hey, Zhang Shidong, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Zhao Ya pushed Zhang Shidong.

call!

Zhang Shidong let out a long sigh, and the golden needle held in his hand disappeared. It seemed that it would be fine. If he had not returned home, he would probably have the intention to kill people at this moment.
Chapter completed!